So far things are looking promising. Everyone has finished breakfast, and now the kids are packing their toys and move them -one little bag after another- into the caravan. They’ve never done this before so, I have good reason to keep my hopes up.
Two loaves of homemade bread are baking and the granola is mixed, ready to get roasted as soon as the bread comes out of the oven. Mum Franziska is emptying the cupboards and packs the contents into different boxes. Due to the space constraints as well as weight limits for safe towing of the caravan, only selected items can come with us on our big journey. Everything else will have to remain in temporary storage on the farm. Dad Stephan is once again checking car and caravan to make sure everything is working as expects and ready for the long drive. Everything indicates that they are serious about leaving today.
It is just past 11am when suddenly things are slowing down – even worse – going backwards! Franziska has taken one bag back out of the car and starts unpacking. Please don’t let it be true; don’t let them change their mind… Oh, …it’s just the sandwiches for the children. Apparently, they are hungry and since there still a few more tasks to be completed before we can leave, it’s certainly wise to keep the kids happy.
At 2pm Stephan and Franziska are still moving boxes. Another two hours pass before eventually, everything is where it is supposed to be. The apartment is empty and clean. But is it too late to leave? It will be dark in only two hours. Maybe we should spend the first night in the caravan at home to confirm that things are working as expected? Leaving early tomorrow morning would further come with the advantage of daytime travelling. An important consideration in Australia, where wildlife tends to be very active between dusk and dawn, and frequently causes serious road accidents.
After a short discussion amongst the family, we decide to take the leap and leave regardless. We all agree, rather to travel a short distance than not at all. We can always stop but the longer we stay, the less time we will have to live our dream.
So, the kids get strapped into their safety seats. Emotional goodbyes, last hugs and just one more hunting plan amongst the boys for when we return, before we get rolling. Where to? Geographically speaking: around Australia but the actual route we don’t really know yet. Emotionally though, everyone is clear about the next destination: Off into happiness!